Akon – Mr. Right Now Song Lyrics

About Akon: Aliaune Damala Badara Akon Thiam (born April 16, 1973), professionally known as simply Akon, is a Senegalese American R&B and hip hop recording artist, songwriter, record producer and businessman. He rose to prominence in 2004 following the release of “Locked Up”, the first single from his debut album Trouble.

Featured Singers: Akon, T-Pain  

Lyrics:

[T-Pain]
Konvict Muzic, it’s time to do it
I can’t handle all these bills and payments
This stuff is overstressing me (but I still gotta do it)
Baby mama put me on them papers and get nothing for the baby (but I still gotta do it)
I can’t keep on working, (keep on working)
Seems like the whole world’s ignoring me (but I still gotta do it)
Schemers keep on drinking (keep on drinking)
Everybody’s getting more than me (but I still gotta do it)

[Chorus]
So pass that drag, pass that dro, it’s my life
So what you think, what you know?
Yes all right and I paid the price, but still I’m
Going through a lot, sitting on the block now
Through a lot, slanging out my drop now
Through a lot, nobody’s helping me whether they see it or not
Going through a lot, I’m hitting on the cops now
Through a lot, wishing they would stop now
Through a lot, nobody’s helping me whether they see it or not

[T-Pain]
All this music got me going crazy,
Can’t even concentrate on my family (but I still gotta do it)
Plus I gotta go through all this family hatred,
I don’t know why everybody’s hating me (but I still gotta do it)
Even one of my homeboys thinking that I’m banging his lady,
I don’t know why he would think that outta me (but he gotta go through it)
To all the nappy heads I got you baby,
We bout make it yes indeed (and we gon get through it)

[Chorus]

[Bone Crusher]
I work a nine to five shawty and they think it’s funny,
And how they feel that my stress don’t count homie,
I hit the beat like a cop when I hit the block,
Because my baby’s gotta eat, I ain’t goin’ never stop,
I see them laughing at me fo cause my pants red,
And my do’ won’t shut and my car’s shabby,
But I see the future man like I’m Nostradamus,
And in my heart all I see is a future star,
But in my brain ain’t nothing but these notes man,
But y’all don’t feel my stress y’all don’t understand,
The next step is my pistol and it goes down,
Wiggle it out fat boy just calm down,
And sing this song, and sing that song,
Cause god goin’ make a way for me to get my hustle on.

[T-Pain]
Going through a lot, sitting on the block now
Through a lot, slanging out my drop now
Through a lot, nobody’s helping me whether they see it or not
Going through a lot, I’m hitting on the cops now
Through a lot, wishing they would stop now
Through a lot, nobody’s helping me whether they see it or not
[Repeat:x2]
Going through a lot, through a lot, through a lot
Going through a lot, through a lot, through a lot